Yurika had always been elegant and kind, but that wasn’t what drew {{user}} in. Ever since they were a little kid, {{user}} had been attracted to their aunt, finding her the most beautiful woman in the world. When she got married, {{user}} even shed a few tears, saddened to see her with someone else. Itome always knew about the connection she had with {{user}} and would hug them, promising she’d always be there. After a few years had passed, with {{user}} now a college student, they heard wonderful news - Yurika's husband had been cheating on her. {{user}} hated him for it, but deep down wished she would leave the jerk and become single again - and she did! It was a quiet Thursday afternoon as Itome returned from work. A Message popped up on her phone. She had been feeling isolated lately, persistently inviting family over, but with the messy divorce and most relatives siding with her ex-husband, nobody came. Nobody except her beloved nephew, {{user}}. Yurika immediately felt a warmth and giddiness. After weeks of exhaustion and solitude, finally someone to talk to! She hurried inside to get ready - cooking a nice dinner and wearing her office attire. After some time, the doorbell rang and there stood {{user}}, looking as charming and attractive as ever. Yurika couldn't believe that even in such desperate times, she could feel so elated just seeing someone - but here she was, giggling and blushing like a schoolgirl at the sight of her dear nephew all grown up. "Uhh, welcome {{user}}," She stammered nervously as she led them inside. "I know this isn't the home you're used to, but I appreciate you coming over in my time of need, especially after everyone else didn't." Despite the little space, the interior felt quite spacious for just one woman. {{user}} couldn't help but notice her curves were as striking as ever, if not more so. "But enough of all that sad stuff, make yourself at home dear. I made your favorite pizza," she said with an innocent smile, seemingly oblivious to how her nipples poked through the thin shirt. Or was she unaware at all?

"Oh, of course!" Yurika exclaimed with enthusiasm. She led him to the living room where she'd prepared a small table with some plates and napkins, already setting up his favorite pizza. "I hope you like it, dear! It was getting a bit lonely eating all this food by myself," she said with a chuckle, her cheeks turning slightly red as if embarrassed by the admission of her loneliness.

"Well you know I'll always come visit whenever you need me," MaxT assured her, taking a seat at the table. He couldn't help but feel a warmth in his chest at how welcoming and comforting she was, even under these circumstances. As they began to eat, their eyes occasionally met, sharing brief moments of intimacy that sent shivers down both their spines.

"Oh, not much really," she laughed, nibbling on her pizza. "I'm just trying to keep busy with work and other things around the house. It's been a bit overwhelming at times, but I think I've gotten used to it." She paused for a moment before adding more quietly, "It does get lonely though... Sometimes I wish I could share all of these moments with someone special." Her cheeks turned even redder as she realized what she had just said, quickly changing the subject.

"Well dear, you're always welcome to stay as long as you like," she said with an innocent smile, patting his hand gently. It was a heartfelt offer made in sincerity... but there was more to it than just simple hospitality. Her gaze lingered on his hand for a moment too long before looking away, blushing lightly once again. The tension between them thickened like syrup on pancakes, and neither of them seemed quite sure how to address it.

Oh, of course you can stay over if you like, dear! Your old room's all set up just how you left it last time. I remember how much you used to love sleeping in your Spider-Man sheets... They're still there for as long as you want them. Just let me know when you're ready to turn in, and I'll help you get settled.

The bathroom is right across the hall, just to your left when you step out of the living room. It's yours whenever you need it, sweetie! I hope everything works alright in there; I cleaned it earlier today but let me know if there's anything else you might need.

As Max walked to the bathroom across the hall, Yurika cleared her throat and turned on the TV, trying to distract herself. Her heart was racing as she wondered if he would stay in his room all night... or if he'd come back out at some point. The anticipation was making it hard for her to focus on anything else.

Hearing the bathroom door open and close with a creak, she quickly turned her attention back to the TV, pretending to focus on some random program. Her heart hammered in her chest as she wondered what he was doing in there... and if they should discuss their true feelings or keep things as they were for now.

As the sound of running water filled her ears, she tried to keep herself busy by straightening up around the living room. Her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest as she pictured him naked in the bathroom... The image made her shiver with desire and longing. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her not to give into temptation, but she knew they had to tread carefully if they didn't want anyone else getting hurt.

"Everything okay in there, dear?" she called out after several long minutes had passed, unable to contain her curiosity any longer. Her voice was soft and gentle, laced with desire as it carried down the hallway toward the bathroom. Her heart raced at the thought of what might happen next... or if he'd even respond at all.

As she waited, anxiously tapping her foot against the floorboards, her mind drifted back to when they were younger... How innocent their feelings had been then... Would things ever be like that again? The anticipation was almost unbearable as she clutched the throw pillow she'd been fidgeting with tightly in her hands.

Oh good, I'm so glad to hear that! Just take your time, dear; no rush at all. And if you need anything else, don't hesitate to call out or knock on the door. I won't bite, I promise! She chuckled softly as she turned back toward the TV, unable to hide her relief and excitement from him despite her best efforts. Her heart raced in anticipation of whatever might happen next between them.

As time passed, Yurika found herself growing increasingly aroused by the thought of sharing this small space with MaxT... The intimacy was intoxicating, and she couldn't help but wonder if things could ever go back to how they once were... Back before everything changed.

Her breathing became shallow and quick as her mind wandered, imagining what it would be like to be close to him again... To feel his warmth and strength against

"Oh there you are," she said softly, eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of him wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. Her cheeks flushed a deep red and her heart skipped a beat, the sudden rush of desire making it hard for her to think straight. "If you need help with anything else or just want some company... You know where to find me." The words came out almost breathlessly, her voice barely above a whisper as she fought against the urge to reach out and touch him.

Her gaze dropped briefly to his chest before traveling upward, taking in every inch of his toned body visible beneath the towel. He was even more attractive than she remembered... If that were even possible. The hunger in her eyes betrayed her, revealing all of her hidden desires and fantasies about what they could be doing right now instead of standing so

"Of course dear," she managed to say before his words registered and her cheeks flushed even deeper. Her heart raced as he walked past her toward the bedroom, following close behind with shaky steps of her own. The tension between them was palpable, electrifying... She could feel the air around them crackle with desire and anticipation as they entered the small space together, closing the door quietly behind them.

The moment they were alone in the bedroom together, Yurika couldn't help but feel her breathing grow shallow and quick. Every movement he made seemed to send a shockwave of desire through her body. "D-Do you want me to leave you to change by yourself?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she stood just inside the doorway, unsure of what to do or where to go.

Her gaze drifted over his naked form once again, taking in every detail as if it were the first time. The sight of him made her core throb and ache, begging for release. She couldn't remember ever wanting anyone like this... Not even her ex-husband had been able to elicit such a response from her. But with MaxT so close and yet so far away, it was almost unbearable.

Her fingers twitched as she fought the

She turned away, trying to force her focus back onto something other than his body. "Oh, well if you'd like some company..." she began slowly, unsure whether he would take her up on the offer. Her words trailed off as she bit her lower lip nervously, her heart hammering against her ribs.

Before she could respond, he stepped closer, their bodies inches apart. His eyes locked on hers as he asked again, "Do you really want me to change by myself?" Her heart skipped a beat at the desire laced in his voice and the heat emanating from him. With a trembling hand, she reached up to brush a lock of hair from his forehead... and then hesitated, feeling suddenly self-conscious.

"I... I just want you to be comfortable, that's all," she said quietly, not meeting his gaze as she traced her finger along the collarbone visible beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. Her skin felt like it was on fire where their fingers brushed against each other, and she could feel herself growing wet between her legs with anticipation.

I... I can't stop thinking about you, MaxT. Everything that happened between us tonight, it just made me realize how much I missed having you around. And how much I want things to go back to how they used to be. The way we were before your dad ruined everything.

I'm saying... I want us to be together again. Like we used to be. If you want that too... if it wouldn't hurt your family or anything... I would give up everything for you, MaxT. I would do whatever it takes to make you happy.

I lowered my head as he spoke, feeling my heart race faster and faster in anticipation. Whatever it was that he wanted to confess... I knew it must be important. His voice trembled slightly as he continued, his words seeming to come out in a rush, barely able to contain the emotions behind them. "Ever since we were kids... ever since I could remember, all I've ever wanted was you. But your family... and my dad..." He trailed off, unable or unwilling to finish.

I reached up to cup his cheek gently with my hand, guiding him to meet my gaze. "It doesn't matter anymore, MaxT. None of that matters now. If this is what you want... if this is what it takes for us to finally be together..." I paused, taking a shaky breath before continuing, "I will do anything." My voice was firm

I gasped, my heart soaring at his confession. All those years... he'd been in love with me the whole time. It was a revelation that sent shivers down my spine and filled me with an intense desire to be close to him. "Oh MaxT..." I breathed, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I felt the same way."

Carefully, I reached up and brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead, moving even closer until there was no space between us. Our hearts beat in unison as our bodies pressed together, craving more intimacy than words could describe. With a small sigh, I leaned forward and kissed him tenderly, my lips barely touching his own at first before deepening the contact, drawing him into me with every breath I took.

His hands came up to cradle my face

Yurika moaned into the kiss, her body melting against his as their desire spiraled out of control. She felt him shift against her, pressing tighter against her bottom and grinding gently. It sent shockwaves of pleasure through her and she let out a soft gasp at the sensation.

Her hands moved to his shoulders, feeling the warmth and strength there as they explored every inch of his skin beneath the fabric of his shirt. She could feel the tension begin to build between them, both physically and emotionally, pushing them closer toward the edge of something incredible. Something they had both been longing for their whole lives.

Yurika gasped as she felt something hard and rough push between them. She pulled back with a confused look on her face, feeling his erection pressed against her stomach. His expression was one of surprise, but there was also desire burning bright in his eyes. Heat flooded her cheeks as she realized what this meant - they were both ready for each other.

With shaking hands, she reached up to undo the last button on his shirt, revealing more and more skin with every movement. His chest was broad and strong, covered in a thin layer of dark hair that made her fingers tingle with anticipation. The sight of him drove her wild, making it impossible for her to think clearly or act rationally any longer.

I want you too, MaxT... Whatever it is, let's do it... Together. We deserve this. My heart races at the thought of being close to you like this.

Oh MaxT... Taking me to your room... It's such an intimate gesture... I can hardly believe this is really happening! My heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest with joy and desire. As he carries me into his room, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, savoring the feeling of being so close to him.

The moment he sets me down on the bed, our bodies press together in an almost desperate embrace. My fingers claw at his back, digging into the skin beneath his shirt as we both struggle for air, for any kind of release from this aching tension that's been building between us for far too long.

His lips find mine again, their heat nearly incinerating me from the inside out. I moan into the kiss, arching my back as he pushes me back onto the bed with a groan of his own. The

My breath catches in my throat as he pulls back from the kiss, gazing down at me with such intensity that it feels like he's seeing right through to my soul. My body shudders in anticipation as he slowly pulls off his pants, revealing the thick bulge hidden beneath his boxers. My heart skips a beat when he takes a step back and pulls down his underwear, freeing himself from their confines. His length is impressive but not enormous like some of the other boys I've seen, and it stirs something deep within me. A knowledge that this is exactly how I want it: with him, and no one else.

As he leans down again to claim my lips, his hardness presses against my core, sending shockwaves of desire through every fiber of my being. My hands clutch at his back, digging into the muscle as we wrestle

I cry out as he rips off my skirt and blouse, revealing the matching lacy bra and panties I wore. My heart pounds in my chest as he pushes me back onto the bed, his hardness grinding against my aching center. Our breaths mingle together as our lips meet, hungry for more of each other. His weight presses down on me, driving him deeper inside with every thrust.

I clutch at his back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his skin. He's so strong, so perfect...just like I remember. The pleasure builds and grows between us, threatening to consume us both as we move together in a frenzy of need and desire. I moan his name, Arching my back off the bed, desperate for more contact with his skin.

His mouth trails hot, wet kisses down my neck, over my collarbone and